This is a song about "John simmons"

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

People love hodgy i hate you though